Why Give up Treatment

01 It was time for school to end now, but in a forest in the middle school in the city, I saw three or four boys gathered in a small circle. Inside the circle was a boy curled up. Those people were kicking the boys on the ground. One of the boys with dyed yellow hair was kicking in the mouth and cursing: "You god of plague, if I meet you, I will be damn unlucky for eight lifetimes!" "Brothers, work harder! Get rid of the bad luck!" The boy with dyed yellow hair called on the other boys to hit the curled-up boys harder. They were usually bad boys, and when they met A punching bag that allows you to vent your anger for free. Naturally, the blows will be more severe than the others. Normal people will resist and call for help when encountering this kind of thing. But the boy who was beaten just protected his head with his hands, curled up and did not resist. It seemed that he was used to being insulted and beaten outside the woods. Occasionally, there were students passing by, but most of them took a look and walked away as usual. Some people... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.